Give him some hope now, and then shatter it cruelly at the shareholder meeting.
Mr. Song likely doesn't have much life left in him.
Xiao Mo thought, once he'd secured the position of president of the Song Group, with Mr. Song joining Sinian in death, the Song Group would fall into his hands.
By then, he would have whatever he wanted!
"I heard someone saw a figure by the river that looked like Sinian, and there were talks of someone being rescued from the river with a similar build to Sinian," Xiao Mo said with his eyes open, completely oblivious to the subtle change in Old Master Song's expression.
He had just thought Xiao Mo had found out that Sinian was back, not expecting him to just make up an excuse on the spot.
What could Old Master Song do but play along?
His eyelids drooped, "The shareholder meeting is coming up soon. Please find any news of Sinian as quickly as possible. If there's nothing else, I need to rest."
He feigned weakness and slowly closed his eyes.
